shift in temperature kind of shook me awake the slightest bit.

Marine stopped at her door.

“You going home?”

“You got a spare bed?”

“No.” She made a face like she regretted the answer.

I took a deep breath and looked up and down the alleyway. “So… I mean… is this it?”

She didn’t say anything. Admittedly, it was a bit of an odd question. She got her dad back. I had a robot hand.

“Yeah, ignore that.” I felt awkward. “I’m gonna go sleep, I think.”

“Okay.”

I started walking away from her shop. I hadn’t made it far when I heard footsteps.

“Laze, wait.”

I felt Marine’s hand on my shoulder, pulling me back and down. I’d only half turned my head around when I felt her lips on my cheek. She let me go and backed up a step, giving a cute little hop as she turned around and started jogging back to her shop. She stopped there, holding the door open, looking at me.

“Come by later, okay?”

“Yeah. I will.”

Cyberpunk

TRASHCAN

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